Buttons And Bows — текст песни (The Browns)

East is east and west is west
And the wrong one I have chose
Let`s go where they keep on wearin`
Those frills and flowers and buttons and bows
Rings and things and buttons and bows.

Don`t bury me in this prairie
Take me where the cement grows
Let`s move down to some big town
Where they love a gal by the cut o` your clothes
And you`ll stand out, In buttons and bows.

I`ll love you in buckskin
Or skirts that you`ve homespun
But I`ll love ya` longer, stronger where
Yer friends don`t tote a gun

My bones denounce the buckboard bounce
And the cactus hurts my toes
Let`s vamoose where gals keep a-usin`
Those silks and satins and linen that shows
And I`m all yours in buttons and bows.

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Gimme eastern trimmin` where women are women
In high silk hose and peek-a-boo clothes
And French perfume that rocks the room
And I`m all yours in buttons and bows.

Buttons and bows, buttons and bows...